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slashthedrabble prompt: Evil Overlord List.
They're trying to kill each other -- again -- and the Master gets the upper hand. He shoves the Doctor back against the wall, hard enough to drop him to the floor, stunned.
He can't resist gloating, mouth stretching into a smirk as he walks to stand over his fallen foe. He drops into a crouch in front of him.
"Well, well," he says, savoring his victory. "Nothing to say?"
The Doctor shakes his head to clear it. "You should know better than to gloat."
"And what, exactly, do you plan on doing about it?"
"This," the Doctor says, and kisses him.
slashthedrabble prompt: Evil Overlord List. They're trying to kill each other -- again -- and the Master gets the upper hand. He shoves the Doctor back against the wall, hard enough to drop him to the floor, stunned.
He can't resist gloating, mouth stretching into a smirk as he walks to stand over his fallen foe. He drops into a crouch in front of him.
"Well, well," he says, savoring his victory. "Nothing to say?"
The Doctor shakes his head to clear it. "You should know better than to gloat."
"And what, exactly, do you plan on doing about it?"
"This," the Doctor says, and kisses him.
